Cotton Candy Drawing Novels & Stories

' 'There will also be Candy Kings,' 'Why not try Secret something that works for both? 'Hmm, that's ridiculous. What would the world be without my sparkles and happy rainbows? The idea is fantastic. I like Candy, my name will be Candy… Oh, goody!' She clapped her hands. 'It would be so nice then, but I am sure it will never happen.' 'Your head lives too much in the clouds,' 'Is that a bad thing?' She asked, itching her head. It's a trap! Don't answer it! 'Back to my previous question, have any visual drawing?'

Chapter 53 Bailey's POV We walked around and soon we stopped at a cotton candy stand. The pink cloud-like fluff looked delicious. Miguel saw me oogling and nudged me a bit. "You want one?" I blushed. I didn't know how to tell him. He took my silence as a yes and went over to the stand. "One cotton candy please." The standowner smiled and began spinning the cotton candy and I watched the pink fluff swirl around. It was mesmerizing. It looked like he was creating beautiful, pink clouds out of nothing.

I didn't wait for him to finish before dragging him to the cart, we manage to swim through the river of people to the front. "Which color do you want?" I turn to Xavier. "I don't... " "I will take a red and a pink." I say to the cotton man. The man hands me the cotton candies and I pass the pink one to Xavier. "He's paying." I gesture to Xavier. Xavier mutters some words under his breath before handing some bucks to the cotton candy guy. "Wait why do I get the pink one?" Xavier scowls giving the cotton candy a weird look. "I don't know." I reply innocently. "You didn't say anything when I bought them."

"Anyone hungry?" "I'll puke all over you if I eat," Ethan says. "Not hungry," Alessandro says. Colt brings his eyes to me. "What about you, Cee?" "Well...the cotton candy looks good..." "Cotton candy it is!" He walks up to the booth and orders two cotton candies. My eyes nearly pop out. They're triple the size of an average cone. "Wow," I say as I take it from Colt. "Is this how you serve it here?"

Although he thought as much, Alex turned back with the child, prepared to buy another cotton candy. Upon reaching the cotton candy stall, Lizzy eagerly exclaimed, "Uncle, we want two cotton candies!" Seeing such a delightful child, the vendor's spirits lifted. He teased with a smile, "Little friend, eating too much candy might keep you from growing tall." Lizzy pouted and earnestly explained, "This is for Daddy and Mommy. Lizzy won't eat." Alex was momentarily stunned, not expecting to receive the same treatment as Michelle. The thought warmed a tender spot in his heart.

"King Alexander, do you like cotton candy?" "I don't think I've ever had it." Ethan's face registered pure shock. "NEVER?" "Never." "That's so sad!" He grabbed my hand. "We have to fix that! Cotton candy is the BEST thing in the whole world except for dinosaurs and Mom's cookies!" Madison's lips twitched. Almost a smile. The train completed its circuit, pulling back to the platform with a gentle stop. Kyle barely glanced up as we climbed out. Ethan immediately started tugging us toward the cotton candy stand, a massive neon monstrosity that probably violated health codes.

I answered instead. "Right away." She said with a smile and began making the cotton candy right in front of us. Caleb looked fascinated, as he watched her swirl the sticks with all her attention. At least, he knows ice cream. I chuckled looking at him now with a bright face as the elder lady handed him the pink cotton candy. She made mine soon after. We got out of line after I paid. Glancing at Caleb, he hasn't even touched his yet. "Why aren't you eating it?"

The cotton candy is so close, I just need to stretch just a little bit and feel the sugar melting in my mouth. Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it... When I am a few inches from my goal, I hear a loud, annoying noise and start to fall. I scream as loud as I can and try to stretch my arms to hold on to the cotton candy, but it’s too late, the best invention of gastronomy is gone...

“Alright, listen. How about this? If you stand up, I’ll give you another candy.” One of his big eyes peeked out from behind his arms. “What kind?” “The good kind.” I pulled another lollipop from my bag and waved it in front of him like a magician showing off a trick. His eyes followed it instantly, suspicious but tempted. “Two,” he bargained. I almost laughed. “Fine. Two. But only if you get up.” Slowly, stubbornly, he uncurled from the ground and snatched the lollipop from my hand. Before I could even blink, a cotton candy vendor walked by, spinning those fluffy clouds of sugar on a stick. Max’s eyes lit up like Christmas.

She was wearing the uniform same as all the female workers here and she was in the candy section booth that has an orange tent and three huge jars of sweets, on the other side there was a cotton candy machine and on a string tied the blue cotton candy and the pink one shaped like a flower was on a stick. “Since when did you like going on date nights?” Andrea flipped her hair to the side and looked at me sinisterly and that’s when I found out that that question was for me. Arnold was helping a little boy that came to buy cotton candy. “What?” I mouthed but Andrea rolled her eyes and flipped her hair to focus on the boy customer.